Ain't time a wonderful thing.

"We cannot become what we want to be by remaining what we are."

Time just slips away through ones fingers, before you know it it's NOVEMBER! We have stepped into the penultimate month of 2012 without so much as a whisper. I went to sleep in January and woke up today. But in reality my time has been stretched, ripped and doubled. Sleep has been a luxury that I am now embracing with both hands. I have spent my time this year getting off my arse, looking after myself, investing and changing my diet in the middle of the year has given me so much more energy and made me a generally happier person. 2012 was year of change. It also marked 5 years since my mother's death. FIVE years. I am 24, I still feel 19.

In the last 300 or so days I have gigged at least half of them. At least. By December 31st 2012 I estimate my count around the 250 gig mark. It's one of the best places I can possiblay be. Singing and playing pretty much everyday. (Hopefully) getting better at my art everyday. Understanding it a little better everyday. Getting MONEY for the privilage. Fuck yes.

In between, on days 'off', I rehearse with one (or sometimes both) my bands, write new material, play the piano for pleasure, practise, do the lovely web stuff necessary to be officially alive. Still up to my chest in deep, dark musical waters. They keep me alive and sane. And if I am VERY lucky I get a whole day to spend outside, in a favorite place, watching the world go by the way I like to best, through the birds. If you know me well, as in really know me, you will know I have a passionate love of our wee feathered friends. A passion that has been developing for the last three or so years. UTTER JOY when seeing a new pal for the first time and I am on what seems a never ending quest for a Kingfisher sighting. Soon my friend, soon. I am coming for you...

So it is natural to look ahead this time of year and try create some sort of vague 'to do' list. I am not a fan of resolutions, mainly because they are bollocks. The people who make them also fully understand they are bollocks but it makes them feel better for today because TOMORROW I won''t eat like a pig. TOMORROW I won't kill my brain cells as often. So this is not a resolution it is a map, a picture, a network of paths I wish to explore.

By the end of the year my Batcave Demos should be complete. In full a catalogue of 18 songs I am proud of and love to play. I am getting feed back all the time from them so currently they are doing me good. Then recoding, recording of an album's worth from the demos. Hopefully chosen by you. Throughout this process I will be unleashing my band on all y'all asses. FUCKING YES. A BAND. It is groovy, funky, pop-fucking-tastic, supremely ginger and musically on fire.

1 comment

Marcus James

Nov 10 2012 11:51 AM

I always find your blogs interesting, often funny and sometimes sad. I hope to hear you play live next year, and am enjoying you Batcave demos. I wish I could offer advice about loss, but even having lost a parent and a sibling have no special insight or understanding. Though this may be down to having a rather 'unemotional' nature (possibly callous). In short goodluck and I hope you get the success and recognition you deserve.

I always find your blogs interesting, often funny and sometimes sad. I hope to hear you play live next year, and am enjoying you Batcave demos. I wish I could offer advice about loss, but even having lost a parent and a sibling have no special insight or understanding. Though this may be down to having a rather 'unemotional' nature (possibly callous). In short goodluck and I hope you get the success and recognition you deserve.